Hours later, Milo stirred from his slumber; smiling as he remembered the fun romp his wife Kara began. It confirmed that he was still male when she gave his the best blow job he ever had and still had the stamina to rail her pussy raw.
Opening his eyes to the artificial light streaming into the room; the light signifying that it is morning despite them being underwater. The light gave him further confirmation that he is male, thanks to the morning wood he is sporting. Milo notices that his dick no longer looks human. Fully erect from his mer-man vent, it was a brilliant red hue; smooth to the touch. In an S-shape and tapered at the tip. He beat the odds in getting dealt the gender bending card; that most males receive when contracting the mermaid virus. Carfully getting out of the sunken bed; taking care to not wake Kara; Milo heads to the bathroom to pee. If being a mer-man is similar to being a human male, then Milo knows that peeing will help abate his stiffy friend.
With his business done and his Cetacea like penis now slowly heading back into his Y shaped vent; Milo takes a look at himself to note any new changes. The sight of his new appearance shocks him. While he was fit before he got infected; the mermaid virus made him ripped. His arms bulging with muscles, chest toned and sporting washboard abs that would put any bodybuilder to shame. What also struck him was the lack of facial hair and any body hair for that nature; save for his brilliant yellow hair and matching eyebrows.
Unable to help himself, he strikes a pose allowing several muscles to flex. Muscles he never thought to have.
“Well that explains why you tossed me around like a ragdoll last night,” Kara standing behind him; “you look like you got fit the Jack LaLanne way.”
“Eat your heart out girls,” Milo flexing his pectorals; swelling with pride; “But what else has changed?”
“Your golden bronze scales are now down to your knees,” Kara looking at her husband; “and you crotch is completely covered with scales.”
“Looks like my hands got changed as well,” Milo holding up one and see webbing between the fingers going up and ending at the first joint. I suppose we should put on our swimwear,” Milo heading to the bedroom; “unless of course you want another round of hot sex.”
“Later,” Kara answering; her heart already fluttering at the thought of her husband filling her up with his seed; “let’s get something to eat, I’m starving.”
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“Well if it isn’t Milo and Kara,” Lindsey noticing the new changes the two had as they entered the dining room.
“You two look like you just got walloped with changes,” Anthony adding; “you most of all Milo.”
“Apart from more scales on my legs and webbed hand,” Milo showing the two as they joined at the table in the pool; “I look like a body builder.”
“And he is all man,” Kara giving a sly look; “from physique to genitals.”
“Y vent in the crotch,” Anthony looking at Milo; only to receive a silent nod as he was perusing the menu.
“Steak and eggs,” Milo placing his order; “while I still have the tastebuds form it.”
“Same,” Kara putting in her order and placing the tablet down; “I have a ravenous appetite for meat at the moment.”
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The midmorning breakfast was just the ticket Milo and Kara needed after their evening of intense passion; Sparing their new friends Anthony and Lindsey the more intimate details as the two dined on a plate of coral and fish. They noted that their desire for meat passed when they woke up. Finding the sight of beef repulsive; Milo and Kara blushed when they realized they were eating it infront of them.
“Don’t worry about offending us,” Anthony sounding apologetic; “it was one of the changes we had this morning.”
“Also,” Lindsey sighing; “this might be the last we see of each other until you are ready for level 2.”
“How so,” Kara looking concerned.
“My tail,” Lindsey answering its fully formed; swimming a lap around the table, allowing Kara and Milo to view it. I’m supposed to head to level 2 now but I didn’t want to go without saying farewell first.”
“I got another day to go from the looks of things,” Anthony sighed; “stuck in the wheelchair now. My legs have fused at the knees.”
Milo then noticed the two empty wheelchairs at the ramp with two attendants waiting. “What will you do until then Anthony,” Milo asking as Lindsey heads to her wheelchair, giving her husband a see you soon kiss.
“I’ll take a sedative and sleep for the rest of the day and through the night,” Anthony finishing the last of his seaweed drink; “it will accelerate the changes and then I can be with Lindsey sooner.”
Kara and Milo watch as Anthony effortlessly swims to his waiting wheelchair. The attendant carting him away, as the two stare at the remains of their breakfast.
“You want to sleep through the remaining changes,” Milo picking at the last of his steak; “or do you want to take a walk around the level while we still can?"